Zombie World: Poor Monk Fahai

After being with Ninth Uncle for so many years, Qiusheng finally understood what he was here for.

"Master, where are the ink buckets?" Qiu Sheng asked.

"Bounce on the coffin." Jiu Shu handed the ink bucket to Qiu Sheng.

"Oh." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai nodded, walked to the coffin, and began to play the ink line.

"The entire coffin must be on the ink bucket line." Jiu Shu reminded, knowing that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were not very reliable.

Immediately, Uncle Ninth lit three more incense sticks, and said in his mouth: "People are divided into good people and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombies."

"People are not only divided into good people and bad people, but also men and women." Wen Cai began to show his 'learned and talented' again, and he was very proud of himself.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai again.

"Grandpa Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to turn into a zombie." Ninth Uncle continued.

"How can a corpse become a zombie?" Qiu Sheng asked, but he was more full than Wen Cai, and the questions he asked were not as stupid as Wen Cai.

"Yeah, how can people become bad people?" Wen Cai asked unwillingly.

"A person becomes a bad person because he doesn't live up to his expectations, and a corpse becomes a zombie because he breathes a lot more," Jiu Shu said.

"One more breath, what do you mean?" Qiu Sheng continued to ask.

"When a person is alive, he is angry, suffocated, and sullen. When he dies, he will have a breath in his throat." Uncle Ninth explained patiently when he saw that his disciple was eager to learn.

"It's just that people don't get angry when they die," Wen Cai said.

"That's why I said that you need to live up to your expectations. When a person dies, the most important thing is to stop breathing. If you keep getting angry, you will harm others and yourself." Qiu Sheng said.

"Let you play it, don't be full of resentment, tell me after the discussion, don't miss it." Jiu Shu said.

After Ninth Uncle finished speaking, he left, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai bounced the top of the coffin horizontally and vertically.

Wen Cai put down the ink bucket line and said, "Okay, it's all over."

Qiu Sheng looked around and said, "Look to see if there are any bullets left."

Wen Cai walked to Qiu Sheng's side and said with a smile, "There is one place where there is still no bullet."

"Where?" Qiu Sheng asked subconsciously.

"here!"

Wen Cai's hand was stained with ink when he was playing the ink fountain, and he quickly flicked it towards Qiu Sheng's face. There were a few black ink spots on Qiu Sheng's face.

Qiu Sheng was furious that he was tricked by Wen Cai, and immediately chased after Wen Cai. When he passed by the door, he saw a broom and picked it up.

Wen Cai ran to the utility room, just saw the ninth uncle sorting out the sundries, and shouted respectfully, "Master."

Qiu Sheng heard Wen Cai calling for Master, and immediately hid the broom behind him. However, when he looked closely, he didn't see Jiu Shu, thinking that Wen Cai was playing with him again, so he took the broom and hit Wen Cai.

Just as Ninth Uncle came out of the door, Wen Cai crouched down, and Qiu Sheng slapped Ninth Uncle on the head.

"Ouch!"

Uncle Jiu screamed and covered his head.

Qiu Sheng saw that he was in trouble, he put the broom in Wen Cai's hand, and then ran out.

Hearing the noise outside, Zhang Yuan also came out of the room, just in time to see Uncle Ninth covering his head and scolding through gritted teeth: "Okay, you bastards, you dare to beat Master."

"Accepting these two living treasure apprentices, it is difficult for Ninth Uncle not to be punished." Zhang Yuan mourned for Ninth Uncle for three seconds.

Wen Cai was so frightened that he quickly shoved the broom into Jiu Shu's hand and ran out quickly.

Chapter 3: Return to the office again, the annoying Awei [[-] more, ask for flowers! 】

Qiusheng knew that he was in trouble, and the best way at this time was to get away, run outside Yizhuang, and prepare to ride a bicycle back to his aunt's house.

Wen Cai wanted Qiu Sheng to stay. It was better for two people to face each other than one person. He said, "Don't leave. It's easy to meet ghosts on the road so late."

Qiu Sheng laughed and said, "In this situation, I would rather meet a ghost than see Master."

Little did he know that there was really a ghost waiting for him in front of him, and it was also a female ghost.

Putting a stick of incense in front of the bicycle, he waved to Wen Cai and said, "I'm leaving, you ask for more happiness."

After speaking, he rode his bicycle and walked away.

Wen Cai saw that Qiu Sheng was not kept, his face suddenly turned into a bitter face, and he slowly entered the Yi Zhuang. At this time, Jiu Shu was holding a broom and waiting for him in the yard.

"Evil disciple, come here!" Jiu Shu had a dark face, and he was beaten by his apprentice, which made Zhang Yuan, Si Mu and others laughed.

"Master, I didn't beat you." Wen Cai quickly defended.

"Come here!" Jiu Shu didn't listen to Wencai's defense at all. Whether it was Wencai's fight or not, Wencai's responsibility was in it.

Wen Cai walked over reluctantly, and the ninth uncle slapped Wen Cai directly, causing Wen Cai to cry in pain.

"Master, stop beating, I really know I'm wrong." Wen Cai shouted while running away.

After playing Wen Cai for a few brooms, the anger in Jiu Shu's heart finally dissipated.

"Go to the morgue tonight to watch the night, if I find out that you dare to be lazy, you will have your good fruits to eat." Jiu Shu said viciously, although he was very angry, he was still very measured, and Wen Cai was at most painful a few times. Not much impact.

"Yes, Master." Wen Cai said weakly.

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That night, the moon hung high in the sky, the whole Yizhuang was extremely quiet, and everyone entered their dreams.

In the morgue, Wen Cai was already sound asleep. He really didn't know how he fell asleep in such a place with his timid personality.

At this time, Mrs. Ren in the coffin had already begun to transform into a corpse. The originally clear face was wrinkled beyond recognition and was completely unrecognizable. The nails became longer and longer, sharp and penetrating, and a long mouth grew out of the mouth. fangs.

"crunch, crunch—"

Grandpa Ren had completely turned into a zombie and started to move, trying to get out of the coffin.

A pair of palms with sharp nails slowly opened the lid of the coffin and rose out from the inside, and the lid of the coffin was also lifted.

However, when the sharp direct contact with the ink fountain line, the black ink fountain line seemed to be lit up, emitting a red light, and the palm with the sharp nails suddenly retracted, as if electrocuted.

Boom!

The lid of the coffin fell, making a relatively loud noise.

The ninth uncle, who was sleeping in the room, heard the sound and woke up immediately. He immediately put on his clothes and rushed towards the morgue with a lantern.

When I came to the morgue, there was nothing wrong with seeing Mrs. Ren's coffin, and I saw Wen Cai sleeping there, with some things falling to the ground, thinking that the sound just now was the sound of these things falling to the ground.

He shook his head in disgust, and said, "Sleep like a pig, this kind of person is the most suitable for Yizhuang."

However, Uncle Jiu still cared about Wen Cai very much. He was afraid that Wen Cai would fall off, so he turned Wen Cai inside and helped him cover the quilt.

Ninth Uncle is actually hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, but Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are not good enough.

When the sound was made, Zhang Yuan also woke up and thought in his heart: "Have you started?"

But he didn't get up, and immediately fell asleep, he had his own plan in mind.

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In a forest not far from Yizhuang, a feng shui master from twenty years ago was making an altar.

Suddenly a fire broke out on the table, and the scarecrow was burned.

"Damn, how dare you hurt me!"

Mr. Feng Shui scolded and glanced angrily in the direction of Yizhuang, but at this time the moonlight had been obscured by dark clouds, so he could only give up tonight, clean up, and then left.

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All night without incident.

Early the next morning, Ren Fa couldn't sit still, and invited Jiu Shu and Zhang Yuan to his house for dinner. In fact, he wanted to ask about the tomb of Mrs. Ren.

Ninth Uncle had already guessed what Ren Fa meant, and he couldn't help but have a headache. He has not found a suitable tomb yet.

But Ren Fa invited him, so he had to go, and asked Si Mu to help look after Mrs. Ren's coffin. With Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, they came to Ren's residence with Zhang Yuan to make an appointment.

When the group came to Ren's residence, the servants immediately led them in.

In the living room of Ren's residence, Ren Fa was drinking tea, and Awei was sitting next to him. The two were chatting about something.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Yuan and Ninth Uncle came in.

"Ninth Uncle, Master Fahai, you are here." Ren Fa stood up.

"Master Ren." The two greeted Ren Fa.

"Ninth Uncle, I have something to discuss with you in the study." Ren Fa said.

"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded.

"Tingting, please entertain Master Fahai." Ren Fa called to Tingting who was arranging flowers.

"Okay, Dad." Ren Tingting responded.

So Ren Fa and Ninth Uncle went to the study on the second floor, and there were only five people left in the hall: Zhang Yuan, Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, Ren Tingting and Ren Wei.

"Master Fahai, have a cup of tea." Ren Tingting poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yuan.

"Thank you Miss Ren."

"Miss Ren, I also want to drink tea." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at Ren Tingting with a pig-like expression.

Ren Tingting frowned, but after all, the two were Ninth Uncle's apprentices, she was not good, but ignored them.

"Smelly monk, stay away from my cousin." Ren Wei was very angry when he saw that Ren Tingting was so good to Zhang Yuan, and said to Zhang Yuan viciously.

When Zhang Yuan heard the words, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he provoked one after another in front of him. Did he really think he was a monk?

"Cousin!" Ren Tingting glanced at Ren Wei unhappily.

"Cousin, you must have been deceived by this stinky monk. Let me take him into the yamen, interrogate him, and you can see his true face." Awei said.

"Cousin, Master Fahai is a guest invited by Dad. If you are like this, I will tell Dad." Ren Tingting said angrily.

"Cousin, don't be angry."

As soon as Ren Tingting was about to tell Master Ren, Ren Wei was also afraid and said with a smile.

"Master Fahai, cousin is rude, please forgive me." Ren Tingting ignored Ren Wei, looked at Zhang Yuan, and apologized for Ren Wei's rudeness.

Chapter 4: Teasing Awei, letting the old man come out of the coffin [[-] more, ask for flowers! 】